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Aug 2013
I tried to keep it alive
I stood in front of it
Took your blows instead
I didn't let you touch my love
I kept it safe behind me

But when you took out the gun
I knew it was my love or me
And for once I choose right

You killed my love with a bullet
The bullet of a no
And you can't take back a bullet baby
No matter how much life we both try to breath back into it
My love is dead
Arija E
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Arija E
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